Those who after one hundred years
Will read this poem composed in tears,
Remember, this day of three twelves
We swore by God dedicating us to ourselves
We would love like no others loved before.
We swore
We would die loving each other this way.
12.12.2012 this very day
We loved like a flower and a bee, and on your
12.12.2112, you all will love too sure.
On that sweet day remember us for a moment,
Remember, a heavenly life we too here spent.
Here lies a day 12/12/2012 when we sang a nice love song like an epitaph.
We are now in the year 2022, TEN YEARS have passed now. Brilliant poem, dear poet.. Heart touching poem
Excellently worded and told, this poem I like vry much, since I love that too the numbers like 12.12.12, I ever created a poem with 11.11.11 That's a dutch feast of Sint Marten and it was the year 2011.
Immersed in the timeless experience of love, one is mindful of those who will have kindred experiences in the future. This poem conveys the open state of self that reaches across boundaries.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a good poem Sayeed, So thoughtful and true. It really sears the heart
Your heart is open. Mind is broad.It is made only for love.